So, I wrote this spur of the moment a few months back while I was sitting on my porch. The first line just came to me after a series of thoughts about the world ran through my head. It's the first poem I've written where I still feel what I wrote and how I felt at the time. It means something to me and I just wanted to see what you guys thought about it before I try to send it off. Any kind of feedback would be nice, talk all the sh^t you want, lol. Thanks in advance.



The End of the World

we're at the end of the world
nothing could be better
the trees have all died
and we're just sitting around
in the better place of our mind
trying to figure out what was so important
about all the things we left behind


the grass has turned it's gray
the sky slowly fading
we light the fire of our heart
to keep what's left warm
who were we to think
time and gravity were friends
gravity holds us down
time holds the door


we stand to dance
around the spiritual fire
that held us together so long
and it's true we're at the end
the world has stopped spinning
around in a circle we dance
through all of our experience
smiling all the while